
For the times when I could have made peace with my neighbor but picked a quarrel, forgive me. And forgive me too for the times when I could have accepted with grace an offer of friendship, or reconciliation, but did not choose to listen. At times, in my willfulness, I may have closed my heart to the possibility of a healing world. Today - and tomorrow - let my heart be open.
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